An associate professor in life engineering travels to a medieval European fantasy world. Using modern biochemistry, he discovers that viruses, bacteria, and parasites extinct in human history are a...
As the griffin drew closer, the barbarian camp erupted into chaos. The men grabbed their weapons and came out of their houses to prepare for battle, while the women guarded their doorways to protect their children.
The griffin flew above the camp, circled a few times, and suddenly began a rapid descent. Its first target was a low arrow tower. Using the momentum of its descent and its sharp claws, the wooden structure was reduced to a pile of wood in an instant, like a child's toy.
The barbarians launched a counterattack, raining down arrows, spears, stones, and even mud upon the griffin.
These attacks were largely ineffective, failing to cause any real damage to the monster and instead igniting its rage.
With wings as hard as stone, the griffin swatted an adult man into the air, then pecked open the skull of another man with its beak.
Red mixed with white, splattered on the red soil of the camp.
The barbarian men began to hesitate in fear, forming a semicircle and gradually retreating into the woods.
The griffin watched the retreating enemy, let out a sharp cry to the sky, spread its wings triumphantly, and stood upright. Then, as if selecting spoils, it ran to the camp's livestock shed, looked around, and finally picked up the largest goat, intending to leave.
Just then, a boy who looked no more than five years old took advantage of his mother's inattention, grabbed a wooden stick, rushed up behind the griffin, and smashed it hard on its tail.
Caught off guard, the griffin let out a mournful cry, then released its prey from its beak, angrily turned around, and glared at its attacker.
Everyone was stunned by this scene.
The boy's mother ran out of the house crying and shielded her son with her body.
Fried shouted something, and just as he raised his bow and arrow, a loud bang came from behind him, startling him so much that he sat down on the ground.
Todd pushed aside the shattered cage in front of him, flicked the broken rope from his wrists, and the gleam of steel slowly spread across his body. He twisted his shoulders and said with a smile, "I've been resting for too long, I'm practically rusting. It's time to stretch my limbs!"